Volume 8 The Gate of the Past Chapter 458 The Afternoon of Thunderstorm (Part 2)
She said she was tired and wanted to rest, but in fact, Yahan didn't fall asleep during the whole journey. She sat there lazily watching Jiaming drive, not knowing what she was thinking. Occasionally, she turned around and spoke softly to Xiao Taotao.
The mother and daughter were whispering, and only the little girl's laughter sounded particularly clear in the carriage.
The rain was heavy, and the sky outside was gloomy, but it also washed the world completely, making everything clear in this heavy rain. In some neighborhoods, street lights were lit, and the light was sparkling.
The approaching car turned on its headlights, and the flower beds and trees on the roadside were all green. Soon, the familiar scenery came into view.
Sacred Heart College is in the summer vacation at this time. Everything is deserted in the heavy rain. Roads and residential areas surround the entire school. They are separated at the main entrance square of Sacred Heart College. On one side, they go to the small school where Jiaming, Lingjing and Shasha live together.
Building, one side goes to the villa where she lived when she was at Sacred Heart, not far from each other. When Jiaming was in high school, the four of them walked around frequently. Later, Jiaming had a relationship with her, and then Lingjing and Shasha both
After leaving, the two of them lived in the villa. Jia Ming went back to do the final cleaning of the small building, and she also went over to help. The scenery now looks similar to that of that year.
After arriving at the Sacred Heart, there was not much left to go. When we arrived at the villa, the house still looked the same on the outside. The rain had washed away the exterior walls. When opening the door, Yahan’s key was wrong several times.
It was almost a keyhole. After the door opened, everything covered with white cloth came into view.
"Mom said this is the place where Taotao was born." The little girl looked at everything in the room curiously, and then jumped ahead. She had not been here much. If it had been earlier,
I have probably forgotten about it since I came here. Although no one lives there, there is not much dust accumulated, and all the furnishings still remain the same as they were a few years ago.
"I come here to clean it every six months..."
Yahan pulled away the white cloth covering the sofa and spoke softly. Jia Ming also went over to talk about these things and opened them again. Taotao occasionally went over to help, occasionally sat on the sofa, rolled a few times, and went upstairs.
Next, ask questions such as: "Mom, which room was I born in?"
"... I was pregnant with Taotao that year. I had a falling out with my family, so I asked an aunt to come and take care of me... I was fine during the few months I was pregnant with Taotao, and the vomiting wasn't too bad... She just kept kicking me.
..." Talking about what happened during her pregnancy, Yahan showed a gentle smile on her face, "I didn't get into any trouble during my ten-month pregnancy, but I was born half a month earlier than the due date. This child... suddenly that afternoon
I thought I was about to give birth, so I called the doctor. When the doctor came, I simply delivered the baby in the clean room prepared here, because the birth happened quickly, and Taotao was born in two hours, crying so loudly..."
While tidying up, Yahan said this, and Taotao listened with wide eyes. This kind of thing happened quickly. In more than ten minutes, the upper and lower toilets had returned to their original appearance. Yahan took a lot of pillows.
, went to the sofa in the living room and put on the pillowcase. Taotao sat on the soft pillows and whispered to the big white bear. She naturally had no shortage of dolls, but I don’t think Yahan or anyone else would give her a doll that was bigger than her size.
It was quite novel to buy two or three times the toys for a while. Jia Ming went to the canteen outside and bought a few packs for easy return. He boiled water in an electric kettle and soaked them to eat, and put two ham sausages in them.
"I didn't have lunch at lunch, so I'll make do with it."
Xiao Taotao looked at him with bright eyes from across the street.
Instant noodles are not a precious thing. But under Yahan's care, Taotao has grown so big that there is no chance to eat such junk food. Yahan looked at her daughter and couldn't help but smile. Then she also brewed some for Taotao.
The bowl is steaming hot. The little girl is holding the big bowl and sucking the noodles for the first time.
After eating less than half of the bowl of instant noodles, Taotao chatted with Bai Xiong on the sofa for a while and then fell into a deep sleep. She had been bored for a long time this morning to accommodate her mother. Even though she was in a new place, she couldn't find anything to play with.
After eating, he took it as a pastime to sleep with the white bear. When Yahan carried the sleeping little girl to the inner room, Jiaming finished eating Taotao's remaining noodles and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
The room became quiet. There was the soft singing of Yahan coaxing her daughter to sleep. The footsteps were light. After a while, the familiar female body pressed against his back. Her hands went around his chest and she hugged him. The atmosphere became quiet. Both of them were happy.
Without saying a word, Jiaming slowly put the porcelain bowl back into the cupboard. Yahan held both of his hands and moved them back, asking him to hug her.
"My hands are still wet..."
"I don't care..." Yahan's voice was like whispering in a dream.
"Ah."
Jiaming smiled and wiped the water stains on his hands with a new towel. Then he turned around and reached down to his knees to pick her up. Then he went to the sofa and let her lie on his lap. Four years ago
That winter in the previous place, they were often like this every night. Ya covered the blanket and hugged the pillow to talk to him. She was always reluctant to fall asleep early. Jia Ming hugged her and spent a while before speaking: "This
It's been a hard few years... right?"
"With Taotao here, it won't be painful." Yahan hugged a pillow in her arms and curled up gently beside his legs.
"Thinner than before..."
"I often go to a training place." Yahan looked up at him, "Do you remember how much I weigh?"
"Remember you are very strong here."
His fingers passed through the hem of her clothes and gently pressed the skin of her upper abdomen. It was the first skin-to-skin contact four years ago. It was like there was fire burning between the palms of her fingers. Yahan's body trembled and she closed her eyes.
Then he opened his mouth and placed a hand gently on the back of Jiaming's hand: "We have already given birth to a child, how can we still be the same as before?"
"Taotao was taught very well by you."
"I used to think that I would live for her in this life..." She was silent for a moment, "Just like the song you sang to me before, I hope to grow up with her and watch her finally get married and live happily.
If you want to live longer, give her the best things, and maybe... you can still see your likeness in her. Before the disease is cured, I have to take care of myself more regularly than before, and I can't be willful anymore.
I can’t cry in front of Taotao. Sometimes I go to your grave and cry all afternoon..."
She closed her eyes tightly and pressed Jiaming's hand on her lower abdomen. After a long time, she spoke softly: "The night you left... I knew... I cried on the balcony to see you leave...
…”
"I see……"
"I've been so tired these past four years, Jiaming..."
"I understand...it's okay..."
Whispering softly, comforting gently, Yahan recalled all these things, talking in Jiaming's arms, as if she wanted to tell everything about the past four years.
"...After you left, I didn't dare to tell others about my pregnancy. I resigned from Sacred Heart College and could only live here. I didn't dare to go back home..."
"...After my father found out about the pregnancy, he forced me to abort Taotao, but I still thought about forcing it. I almost died in front of him..."
"...Niao Niao Zhengzi, after seeing her, my father had nothing to say. Then he asked me to go back and forced me to reveal your identity..."
"Taotao Qizhi early..."
"Then I went to work in the company..."
"Taotao is always my shield..."
"Every morning I get up and sing to her. When Taotao learns to speak..."
"There are a lot of messy things, but every time I see Taotao, I feel that everything is worth it..."
The time was close to five o'clock, and Yahan finally fell into a deep sleep amidst a faint murmur. Jiaming looked at the darkening sky outside and held Yahan in his arms for a long time. Finally, he carried her to the room next to the master bedroom and let her
He lay down on the bed and covered himself with a thin blanket. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the woman's sleeping posture, then got up and left.
When they came to the master bedroom, Taotao also held one of Bai Xiong's hands and slept soundly. The little girl's sleeping posture was very quiet, just like her mother. This is his daughter, the daughter Yahan had with him. Thinking of this
, there was a rather unfamiliar emotion in his heart, which seemed a bit unrealistic.
In any case, he had never thought about what would happen after he became a father. The reunion with Yahan was what he expected. Only this daughter—even though he knew about her existence before—when they met
I still felt a little at a loss.
He is such a small person, even children have some troubles. He is not a very caring person. In the past, Jiaming was more annoyed with children. He thought about it and pulled the quilt for his daughter. This is a brand new person, like a blank piece of paper.
, you are responsible for her future. There is no rule to follow in this matter. There is no chance to do it again. All the past experiences are useless in front of you, but you have to ensure that she can be happy----
He doesn't like this feeling. It can be foreseen that it will become extremely troublesome in the future. He is not the material to be a teacher. The last student Xun who put him in charge can only be said to be a semi-finished product, which is different from what he once expected.
The prospects are really different.
"There is no way, this kind of thing..." he thought, finally sighed and murmured to himself, "If there are difficulties, we have to go up, and if there are no difficulties... we have to go up even if we create difficulties..." The result of sowing the land is like this...
…
Not wanting to disturb Taotao's continued sleep, and not wanting to worry about this matter anymore, Jiaming walked out of the room and began to organize some daily things. Although sofas, beds, cabinets, electrical appliances and other things can be used by lifting the white cloth, there are many
After all, it was still unusable at this time. The restroom, bathroom, garage... walked around various places. About half an hour later, when he came to the storage room on the second floor with a few things, he
Only then did he suddenly realize that there seemed to be some slight movement in the room where Yahan was resting.
Gently opening the door, I saw Yahan's body moving uneasily on the big bed, her eyebrows furrowed, she didn't know what kind of nightmare she had, and her neat hair was now matted on the pillow.
It was all messy. He glanced twice and was about to put the things in his hands back into the storage room and then come down to take a look. Just after putting the things away, he suddenly heard Yahan shouting from below: "Jia Ming!"
Walking quickly to the stairs, what she saw was Yahan suddenly rushing out of the room. The door opened loudly. She looked anxious, with sweat beads all over her face. She glanced around a few times and clearly glanced over.
At the top of the stairs, she didn't seem to see Jia Ming standing there at all. She stood breathing heavily for a few seconds. She opened the doors to the rooms downstairs, glanced blankly outside the window, and then ran towards the villa.
door.
Jiaming was stunned there. He could almost clearly hear the murmurs and low shouts in Yahan's mouth. Those were his own names. He was standing in front of her, but she couldn't see him. She just cried like that,
While searching in the room, she pushed open the door and ran a few steps. She almost stopped when she entered the rain curtain. She cried and looked for the figure she wanted to see in the rain. After a while, she ran back and ran towards the stairs, probably to go up the stairs.
Upstairs, it wasn't until she climbed two flights of stairs that she suddenly stood there, looking at him at the top of the stairs.
Jiaming suddenly understood that on the snowy night when she left four years ago, when she left with a headache that made her confused, what happened in the room might be everything in front of her. She then went to the balcony and watched
When she left in the heavy snow, she could only cry, but could not catch up. From the meeting to the subsequent narration today, she had been trying to stay calm and suppress her mood, but in the dream at this time, everything finally exploded.
Four years later, she stood at the top of the stairs. Her eyes finally separated the past from the reality. She saw the figure above clearly. There were tears and sweat from the nightmare on her face. She reached out and grabbed the skirt of her chest.
For a moment, the face full of tears struggled to form a smile. This relieved smile finally collapsed in the deepening grievance and heart palpitations. She knelt down on the stairs and cried out "Ha..."